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3.10.2003

i started to panic on Wednesday.

i started to think maybe i should just stay put, find a new job here. i completely started to freeze. The girl wanted to take me to look at apartments. I told her i didn't feel like it.
nah, we'll go tomorrow


i thought i was playing my fear off well....it seems i wasn't.
she wanted to take me to see this house that she had seen and told me about weeks ago. She drove me by it early in the week and i told her we would go later...maybe tomorrow

the big difference between here and there is the real estate. The market, the prices and the places themselves. There you can walk up to the door at any reasonable hour and ask to see the place if there is a for rent sign outside.
we did and i instantly fell in love. I had seen some amazing places the last time i was there, but this was so beyond anything i had ever even thought of. It had real stairs to the second floor and 6 foot wide hallways and oak floors and bannisters. It had a picture rail around the entire living room and formal dining room that was not CAKED with 50 layers of paint

the 2 boys who own it were ready to give us the keys, but of course i still have no job so i told them to hold on and i would call them next week. Thats the other difference between here and there: it will still be available when i call next week.


so me and the girl and the girls best friend went to the park (which is right next door to the house) and swung on the swings and laughed and made up new fad excercise crazes and i looked up and saw the stars...right there in the middle of the city, i saw the stars and any of the panic that i had was gone. I knew that i wouldn't be here in NYC much longer.

people who live here forget about the stars.
I don't like forgetting about the stars.



.: posted by landry 12:32 PM

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